Still Being Taught

I was speaking to someone, who I see as an Oracle of Wisdom, so I think from now on, I will call him that: The Oracle. We were talking today about a few boring personal things with me and he made me see quite an amazing thing during that conversation. “Do you remember at any…

100 Objects Project #16: The University Hoodie

This hoodie, one of several I have from University, is the last Uni hoodie I bought. It is for Katherine Fletcher Halls, room 14, at Edge Hill University, Lancashire (UK). It represents for me the closing chapter of that period of my life, were I was leaving behind full time education, adolescence, childhood, unhappiness, heartache…

Poem: Kitty

Wait for Kitty – Wait The painful mind that bends Away she flies Over hills that Stir the soul She stands alone Atop the highest peak The lowest bow She misses not the Sound of love She seeks the stars At Night. A world Without light Blackness and Emptiness To quell the pain Remain sane…

Grief Monster

It doesn’t matter how many times you walk through the valley of the shadow of death, it still hurts the same. Different things make you hurt, but the hurt is still there, in your heart. I wonder why we, as human beings, are engineered to physically feel emotional pain in one of our internal organs….

Butterflies

I think it all began when I went to look for wedding dresses. I was 22 years old, a graduate in a shiny new job and starting out life living in a different part of the country from where I grew up. There was a great deal of change whirling around in my life, as…

Hello My Beautiful Readers :) An Update

Hi It feels like an age since I did an up to date post i.e. not one I wrote months ago and put on scheduled release. How are things with you? I hope you, my fair readership, are doing really well. As for me? I’m taking life as it comes, which I guess I always…

Short Story: Hush Now

Warning: the theme and subject matter of this story may not be suitable for younger readers. Thank you. She was sitting behind a pile of books on early Romantic poetry, like a child in a fort. Other students milled about all quiet words and restrained giggles. It was programmed into all students – you obey…

Short Story: The Anglerfish’s Pretty Light

WARNING: This story may not be suitable for younger readers as it contains adult themes and adult language. You have been warned. The Anglerfish’s Pretty Light ~ A Short Story “Beech!” he cried, whisking her up off her feet and whirling her round. She hadn’t expected it at all, but his mood had been rather…

Short Story: Away With the Fairies

WARNING: This short story may not be suitable for younger readers, as it contains adult themes and adult language. You have been warned. Away With the Fairies ~ A Short Story She sat in one of his t-shirts, oversized and comfortable, her bare legs stretched out in front of her on her single bed. Books…

Poem: You Were

You Were You were the rage that ripped me out. You were the virus in my eye. You were a cruel and hateful lout. You were the life that passed me by.   You were – not are – and won’t be. You were a triumph unwilling to see the breaking dawn that greets me, instead, you denied me to be…